Qin Ran bit a piece of ribs, lowered her head and chewed it seriously, with a casual look and didn't even raise her eyelids.

Ning Qing was about to get angry, but Lin Qi looked over with a look.

She held back her anger and repeated the sentence she had just said coldly.

Qin Ran was really not very regular in sitting posture. She crossed her legs, held chopsticks in one hand, and supported her arm on the table with the other hand.

The boss sat in a proud and crazy manner.

It seemed that he had just heard the sound now, Qin Ran raised her eyes.

When Lin Jinxuan heard that Qin Ran had learned the violin, he also looked up at her.

He heard Qin Ran say, "Violin?"

Speaking of this, she held her chin with her hands and suddenly laughed, her voice was light, and she was a little cold and tired, "That, I won't."

"No? What can't be? You started learning when you were a child," Ning Qing pinched her chopsticks with her joints raised, and gritted her teeth and said, "I give you a sum of money every year to learn the violin. Teacher Xu said you have good talent..."

"Oh," Qin Ran slowly fiddled with the ribs, "We have never seen Teacher Xu's son's head after I opened it."

There was a strange silence on the dining table.

Qin Ran smiled with her chin on her back, a bad and cold smile.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes slightly raised were also as unfair as a young man. If you look closely, you still have a little shallowness and cruelty.

In Ning Qing's words, it is a "bandit", both bandit and wild, like a beautiful woman, but it is hard to touch.

What kind of god's expression is this?

What kind of tone does the god deserve to be beaten?

Ning Qing looked at her, her eyes were a little angry and red, "Qin Ran, tell me what do you want?"

There is an art class at No. 1 Middle School. Ning Qing remembers that Qin Ran was good at piano when she was a child, but she didn’t study well. Change the way and taking art was also a way out.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ran gave her such a big "surprise".

Lin Qi read Qin Ran’s information in the afternoon and knew that the other party was a thorny person, but he didn’t expect it to be so stunning.

Mrs. Zhang brought Ning Qing a cup of tea. Ning Qing sighed and drank it. After a breath, she did not mention this matter again. Her tight back showed that she was in a bad mood.

Lin Qi was busy in the business world, so he naturally didn't have the spare time to revolve around Chen Shulan and Qin Ran.

Or, he felt it was unnecessary.

After dinner, they basically dispersed.

When Qin Yu saw Lin Jinxuan answering a call and going out, he said to Ning Qing obediently and then went upstairs to play the violin.

Ning Qing looked at her younger daughter and then at her older daughter. She was obviously her seeds, so how could she give birth to such a big difference.

"You and my grandmother live on the third floor for the time being. I will ask Mrs. Zhang to clean up another room later," Ning Qing pinched her eyebrows, turned her head slightly, suppressing the anger in her heart, and lowered her voice, "The second floor is your sister's piano room except the bedroom. Don't bother her if you are fine."

As soon as Qin Yu left, the warmth on her face faded.

Qin Ran leaned against the escalator and nodded, with no expression.

Qin Ran's attitude was quite obedient. Ning Qing's expression, who had been depressed all day, finally eased a little. After all, it was a piece of flesh that fell off her body, and she had some feelings.

Ning Qing talked to Chen Shulan about life, and turned around and saw Qin Ran picking up her cell phone again. She frowned and said.

It happened that the piano room on the second floor was not tightly closed, and the melodious and melodious violin sound came out.

Ning Qing looked relieved and said to Mrs. Zhang: "It seems that Yu'er will be able to get a Level 10 exam in a short time. Ranran! Learn more about your sister, and do things with a beginning and an end."

As he said that, he turned to Qin Ran again.

Qin Ran took a look at the second floor, raised her eyelids lazily, her almond eyes were a little bit bad, and she was so beautiful that she was still invincible.

She turned around and went upstairs, her legs straight and long.

Ignore Ning Qing.

Yes, very social.

Ning Qing pointed at her back, her face turned red, and she was thinking about how Qin Ran used bricks to smash the head...

Chen Shulan's eyebrows twitched, but she couldn't bear to blame Qin Ran, so she could comfort Ning Qing.

**

Upstairs, the nanny had already taken Chen Shulan's things to the next door.

Qin Ran took a shower and her hair was not completely dried. While she was tying the strap of her bathrobe, she reached out to take out the computer that looked very new from her backpack.

Next to the computer is the thick mobile phone, which is different from the mobile phone she usually plays games.

She didn't look at her phone and pressed the towel on her head. She put the computer on the table. As soon as she opened the lid, the desktop appeared in seconds.

The computer desktop is very clean. Apart from the desert background, there are only white mouse arrows left, and no other icons can be found.

Very enthusiastic and depressing desert color.

Qin Ran reached out and pressed a few buttons, then got up and poured a glass of water, sat on the chair with the water, and a face appeared on the computer.

The other party was wearing a white shirt and on a foreign road, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a medical box in the other.

He was wearing a snow-white shirt, with long eyelashes and very white skin. He could describe his face as beautiful.

"Someone is checking you," Qin Ran leaned against the back of the chair, lowered her eyes and took a sip of water, slowly, "I have sent you information from the capital."

When Qin Ran was six years old, after finishing her elementary school courses at her neighbor's house, she knew that she was different from others.

She can't play with her peers and occasionally goes crazy.

The neighbors all thought she was crazy and could not avoid it.

Ning Qing and Qin Hanqiu are quarreling every day, and have never paid much attention to her situation. They only know that she likes to fight and has nerve problems, and are unwilling to go to school.

I don't want to take her away when I divorce.

Eight-year-old Qin Ran taught herself high school content.

At the age of nine, he assembled his first computer in his life and conquered a hacker website with his own encoding.

In the video, the man squinted his eyes, his nose is very high and his appearance is handsome. Even in a foreign country, people coming and going can't help but look back.

Gu Xichi, a doctor who travels around the world, has excellent medical skills and a weird temper. He travels around the world to treat the poor.

This time there was a terrorist attack in the Middle East, and he immediately carried his medical box to save the world.

Qin Ran only knew that he was a doctor, Gu Xichi.

Gu Xichi only knew that she was a hacker, Qin Ran.

The two had a life-long friendship, but they never inquire about each other.

"I'm fine," Gu Xichi bit the cigarette in his mouth, took out another phone to check the email sent to him by Qin Ran, and said vaguely, "Little brother, don't worry about this matter, I'll find someone to solve it."

After reading the information, Gu Xichi calmly put the phone back in his pocket.

"The other party has a background?" Qin Ran put the cup on the table.

Gu Xichi nodded casually.

Qin Ran grabbed the towel that she threw to one side and put one leg on the table on the other side. Her movements were light and slow, and she was extremely wild.

She continued to wipe her hair, her voice slow, "You can do whatever you want."

"Don't be lost. When you grow up, you must at least be like the Q of Huameng that has been circulating on the Internet in China recently. I will take you to see the outside world." Gu Xichi asked a foreigner for his way and comforted her.

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Mr. Ran is both good and evil, wild and bad, and he smashes bricks into a human head one by one.

Mr. Ran is a real genius, with an IQ of 220 and what is the IQ of 220? You can search the resumes of the two geniuses, Da Vinci and Tao Zhexuan. This is almost like this.
Chapter completed!